I saw it first in the leaves. Can you see it?

Here it is.

Then I followed it to the rock.

Here it is again.

`That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,' said the Cat.
`I don't much care where--' said Alice.`Then it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat.
`--so long as I get somewhere,' Alice added as an explanation.
`Oh, you're sure to do that,' said the Cat, `if you only walk long enough.'
`In that direction,' the Cat said, waving its right paw round, `lives a Hatter: and in that direction,' waving the other paw, `lives a March Hare. Visit either you like: they're both mad.'
`But I don't want to go among mad people,' Alice remarked.
`Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: `we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad.'
`How do you know I'm mad?' said Alice.
`You must be,' said the Cat, `or you wouldn't have come here.'
Alice didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on `And how do you know that you're mad?'
4 comments:
I like to camouflage in the house under the unfolded, yet clean, laundry. It's amazing what people wont touch in there own house. I swear I could sit there for hours and nothing would be folded. It's the perfect hiding spot!
Oh I forgot to ask, how was the family reunion?
There are things one wants to blather on about, then there are things one doesn't want traced back. We're funny that way.
I hate to tell you but as beautiful as the creature is, it's a moth not a butterfly (albeit it, a very large one) I often wish I could camoflage myself in my yard but there isn't enough foliage to hide myself away from my two fighting daughters. Sigh!!
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